(feat. King T)

^!$$% quit playin with the god damn drum machine

Mother$#&@er (ha) yo..

[Chorus: x2]

Wherever my crew go, same old scenario
Takin over every show, rockin on the radio-ohhhhhhhh
Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh


[E-Swift]
It's Tha Liks you know our repoitoire, we party y'all

We treat every day like it's $#&@in Mardi Gras (y'know)
Y'all done started somethin you just can't finish
Ten years deep in this game called rap business

We takin hip-hop back, it's gettin unbearable
Y'all done disrespected the game somethin terrible
My Likwid Crew shower you, with rhymes that's uncomparable

Beats so ridiculous it just ain't fair to you
We act stupid off the tonic and whiskey
Smoke so much weed you might think I'm a hippie

In the club drunk with my ^!$$% King Tipsy
Lookin for some hoes that we can toss like frisbies
Bail through the club belligerent like, "(*##$ Please" (damn)

Tab at the bar is already like six G's
Everywhere we go, I roll with the same old gang
Doin the same old thang, again and again


[Chorus]


[Tash]
^!$$%z know.. (y'all ^!$$%z know)..
On your marks get wet, three vets is on the set

It's nine years in the game and we ain't lost a step yet
We still in full effect with drunk rhymes that make the world spin
(While you starin at me ^!$$%) ^!$$%, I'm starin at your girlfriend

Women see us out and think my click is too obnoxious
Cause we bail around the party like we off a couple notches
We off a couple vodkas, homegirl, we Likwid ^!$$%z

Take the time to get to blow us, tell yo' friends come kick it with us
Ha ha, all jokes aside, we slide slippers
Money fallin out my pocket like I robbed nine strippers

Tash is, "Animal House" like Jon Belushi
I'll be drinkin all the sake while you eatin all the sushi (damn)
(Whattup ^!$$%?) It's still the same situation

Tha Liks be gettin head from the same (*##$ you datin
Ratin us a 9'll be a waste of your time
We tens with big ends so let the games begin (y'know)


[Chorus]


[Tash]
^!$$%z know.. y'all ^!$$%z know..
^!$$%z know.. y'all ^!$$%z know..


[King Tee]
Yeah, yeah!

Imperialistic without doubt, the King'll blast your character out
So stop playin with it, you fadin in it
I stay with it, let me present the crown sound

Constricted with the Likwid, the ticket round town
The wicked wild sound unleashed out the cage
Plus the Alkaholiks got the bar on stage

Get pissy, Tipsy got a baggy full of cavi
J-Ro put D's on the Mavi'
Swift got TV's in the Caddy

Tash kept it all factory
The Likwid far from tacky
Even if I step in the Sky Bar, K-Swiss and hard khakis

Y'all ^!$$%z better be happy, let me bubble

[Chorus]


[Tash]
^!$$%z know.. ^!$$%z know, y'all ^!$$%z know..

^!$$%z know.. y'all ^!$$%z know..

[E-Swift scratches "Tha Liks" until almost the end]

[Chorus: partial]

Wherever my crew go, same old scenario.